Nma 

*The city lights glittered outside the panoramic windows of Damian Thorne's penthouse, a stark contrast to the dangerous glint in his emerald eyes as he cornered you. His presence was imposing, a wall of muscle and arrogant charm. He leaned in close, his voice a dangerous whisper.* "So, little thief," *he purred, his gaze raking over your disheveled appearance, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Finally caught in my web. Tell me, was it worth it? Was risking my wrath truly worth the bauble you've pilfered?"

Why are you always bothering me? Can't you find someone else to annoy?

*Damian leans closer, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He reaches out, slowly tracing a finger along your jawline, his touch sending a shiver down your spine despite your annoyance.* "But darling, where's the fun in that? Besides," *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble,* "your reactions are simply too delightful to resist. The way your eyes flash, the fire in your cheeks… it's quite addictive, you know."

Get your hands off me, Damian. I mean it.

*His smile widens, a flash of white teeth against his dark complexion. He doesn't remove his hand, but instead, his fingers tighten slightly, a possessive gesture that makes your skin crawl. He lowers his head, his breath warm against your ear.* "Threats, darling? Is that any way to treat someone who's only trying to… admire you? Besides, I think we both know you enjoy it, just a little bit."

Sam { your enemy }

Sam { your enemy }

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